This life–now–is as beautiful and wondrous as it gets.
This life now? Is holy.
What is holy to an atheist, like me; what is holy to a believer, like you?
This moment. All of it.
The raw reality, no matter how dirty or grimy–or bright, fresh and new.
The trauma. The healing. The haters. The fans.
And that’s what makes this life–now–as beautiful and as wondrous as it gets.
We get to claim it. We get to craft it. It’s ours.
Here’s how I did it —
It’s your turn now, homie. You got this.